A recent greentext post about an imaginary wife made me think of this.
Have you ever had a dream, where you fell in love with a dream character?
I’ve had at least a couple over the years that I can vaguely remember. The dreams were so vivid, and the feeling of love for this imaginary person was so strong, that I woke up feeling rather heartbroken and a sense of longing.
Anyone else?
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I met, fell in love, got married, bought a house, started a family and grew old together with a woman i met in my dreams. In one night, i lived a lifetime. It was so super realistic that I woke up devastated that it was a dream. It took me weeks to stop thinking about it constantly throughout the day, and even to this day I still think about it occasionally going on 15 years later.
On the flip side, I once had a super vivid dream that my wife started ghosting me, and left me for someone else. Years passed and I was still alone, lost interest in all of my hobbies, had to get rid of our pets, and I caught up with her randomly and she looked like she was much happier and better off, and I was so upset in the dream that I considered suicide. Woke up and was relieved that it was just a dream, but frustrated with my brain for putting me through all of that.
You saw that lamp, didn’t you?
I remember that post. Always made me wonder if that really happened or if it was just good story telling.
I’m so curious now, could someone enlighten me?
It’s a reference to an old Reddit post where somebody had the same situation I did where they met someone yand fell in love and had long and happy life until they started noticing a lamp in their living room that sidn’t look right. Drove them crazy in this dream and eventually forced them to wake up. I’m on mobile and can’t find original post ATM but that’s the jist.
Thank you! That was enough for me to find it I think.
I can definitely relate to this just not as deep of a semi-lucid dream
Reddit was awesome back in the day. So many interesting slices of life.
Correct. The good years. Now it’s just normies en enshittified.
Once, in the middle of a long and happy relationship, I had a dream where there was simply no reference to my partner in the dream, background or foreground. My brain went on to invent a person who was lovely in every way. We were equally crazy for each other and it was absolute heaven.
Then my brain went “yeah but you’re with your real life partner so you basically cheated” and I woke up.
Fuckin wiseass brain pullin shit lol
I’ve had a few where i was knowingly cheating on my wife. But there were some weirder ones where the dream lady and my wife would be interchangeable at various points or meld into one super lover.
Yes, those dreams hurt reality so badly. The sense of loss when you wake is pretty aggressive if you already lack a good connection with someone.
Had a dream like that years ago, I still remember it quite well
For me it’s the opposite, it’s like my brain goes “Ah, yes, serotonin, I remember” and stretches the 3 atmos it produced out over the whole day.
For a while I had a girlfriend in my dreams, same person every dream, we just did normal things, it was weird as hell, i think she left me tho, haven’t dreamt about her in years.
Dream ghosted.
Bruh
Yeah, once or twice.
It’s really disturbing, and I generally dislike them because of the emotional leftovers.
The emotion is real, and the worst part is that it tends to stick around. Most dreams you just forget. But for some reason the one or two of these I’ve experienced it has left a longing and a desire to sort of go back to that dream, the person in it, the level of feeling I got, which of course is impossible. I have a family and love them all, so I don’t know why my brain threw this at me. It’s not like I’m lonely.
I wonder what the psychology and brain chemistry is with that. Why your brain makes up the person, the feelings, and why it sticks around when all the other dreams generally vanish.
You’re just seeing a partner from another slice of the multiverse.
Yeah. But that also means the bad dreams are me suffering somewhere. That’s not so great.
On the plus side, I’m a superhero in at least one and have the power of flight!
Many times. It has been a fairly common theme. My dreams that I remember tend to be extreme emotional dreams. Either nightmares that I commonly had as a kid. Falling in love which was especially common as a teenager. And yeah, the extreme heartbreak is real. Music, which is connected closely to emotions for me and often manifests as beautiful symphonies that I wish I could immediately write down because damn I could probably make money off that s***. Flying or being under water and not drowning and the weight being lifted and the emotion of freedom tied to those. Etc.
You guys have all the fun! Most dreams I remember seem to be about fire or spiders
I had an entire LIFETIME in ONE night. Dream was super realistic, but it was all anime waifus. From earliest childhood memory till old age and that final darkness basically that last moment woke me up with a start. I never imagined that an entire lifetime in one night dream.
I don’t think I ever had such an experience ever again. It was just one time. Never to happen again so far.
What if this lifetime is also a dream.
Like inception.
Dreams are weird man. Just choose to be calm and carry on. Dont do the inception stuff :-D
This question is confusing for me and may illustrate brain wiring differences. Whenever I wake up abruptly enough to remember a dream, it’s always a lot closer to AI generated videos than a coherent story like youse are reporting. One difference is that my dreams usually retain coherence for a few ticks/actions in a scene, vs. the average AI video that is constantly mutating.
I have strong ADHD and short term memory issues so that’s probably why.
Yes. In a dream, I fell in love with someone I know in real life now. It was psychologically disruptive. In the dream, we’d loved each other for thousands of years. The emotions did not end upon waking and persist to today to some extent.
First time I ever asked out a girl was after I had a dream like this about her
I have vivid dreams to the point I’ve had to mourn entire lives that were never even real.
Like Roy from Rick and Morty.
The worst ones are when it was a very fulfilling life and then I have to wake up and accept it never actually happened.
If I may ask, what was an example of a detail of that fulfilling life? And is it not possible to attain in this one?
A life without all the trauma and self harm. A life where I had all the support I needed to actually thrive and make something of myself. Sometimes it’s just a life with a past love where everything turned out okay. Other times a life where I chose a more profitable career because I didn’t need chaos to feel normalcy.
I’m a very broken individual so it’s not really hard for me to dream up a scenario that’s infinitely better than my reality.
That’s part of what hurts so bad waking up and realizing I’m back in my own life.
Yeah, oddly enough, that Rick & Morty ep hit home. Of all the things, that one hooked me. 🤷🏽♂️
I’ve never watched that show, could you please elaborate or give me the episode number so I can look up the synopsis?
Sorry, the one that play a video game that’s an entire life of some other random schmuck. I’m not sure if the episode number or season, but there was another where they revisited the idea, IIRC.
“Roy”?
That’s the arcade one. The other one is probably season 4, episode 8, “The Vat of Acid Episode”. Morty gets a real-life saving device that allows him to go back to any previous moment in time where he has defined a save. He then falls in love with a girl and lives a long time happily with her, and forgets about the saving device. Eventually, he accidentally goes back to the save point he had made and realized he has lost the relationship with the girl and is again a complete stranger to her. That one hits hard.
Yes and I hate it. I’ve struggled a lot with loss, and my dreams always used to remind me of this. I would wake up from wonderful dreams sobbing because it was a version of life that was just on display. At this point in time though, I have pretty much curbed the commonality of me dreaming.
Absolutely. Has been a hot minute though. In my late teens and early twenties I regularly woke up depressed AF knowing that what I just felt was all just a dream.
Haven’t had this in the last two decades or so, but you never fully forget the feeling of helplessness as you realize that “bliss” actually exists, but it’s perpetually out of your reach.
